tarot: the star
tarot card: the star -- hope, renewal, inspiration.
it’s my birthday month. phyllis was puppy-like last winter. now spring has sprung and she’s mellow -- not full feral anymore. what bun summer?
it’s my birthday month. phyllis was puppy-like last winter. now spring has sprung and she’s mellow -- not full feral anymore. what bun summer?
when she’s mad, she thumps. when she loves something -- like loops or a pet -- she lets me make much of her. kinda. ish. her current name is cheez steak. it’s very meta.
still fighting the toxic glow-up culture -- the “love yourself” bullshit that makes pain a performance. fuck the pressure to be positive all the time. love yourself, yeah, buuutttttt hate the shit that’s real, too. and don’t fake a smile to fit in with the idiot brigade. smile for real or frown for real.
the ring i wear is named richard starkey. it’s a pavรฉ scarab -- a dung beetle -- sacred symbol of creation from destruction. ✨ mystical poop magicks. ✨
huzzah. i can see.
zoom calls leave me utterly drained -- one day, after suppressing so much frustration i felt like i was on the edge of an emotional breakdown. it’s like i’m constantly managing my own feelings and having to field everyone else’s confusion about me. feels like a survival skill now.

Comments
Post a Comment